Late Night Ramble

My Dreams Elude Me,

So I'm forced to Lucidly Abuse These Beats, Use and Weave,

All of this shit within my View to See, What I can Concoct,

Ingredients to Fuel the Feast,

As I clasp on these Rap Songs Infused with Meat,

The world ain't ready for what my Mind's Introducing,

A Slave to the flow I'm Paved to this Road,

so I see what makes My Crew Weak,

Let the Sun Shine Truth G,

From these Vented Rhymes of my Musing,

My, how amusing!

Not knowing what I'm Using,

To let You See,

A piece of the process,

This is Peace in a Prophet,

With a Piece in his Pocket,

Ignore the Sheep and the Gossip

Still Computing how I can Reap what I've Started,

Dueling with the Beasts in my Garden where Few Seeds are Guarded,

They wanna Exhume Beef I buried to create New Themes to Shout For,

It's the truth, these "Bruce Lee"s Gotta Get Out More,

Smell the Scents, before the world crumbles and only Hell is Left,

Before all of the Wealth is Spent,

This is Insipid Pen's got me Tellin Men I never Felt the End,

That I always Dealt with Friends, in a way that would Benefit everyone to be Well Again,

Fact Is I leave more packs than a nicotine addict but at least they got Help to Get,

Something I Failed to Apprehend,

Always caught in my thoughts I Prevail with this Fantastic Lens.